I’ve always loved the double meaning of this saying. You literally see your thoughts reflected back to you when you write them on a piece of paper. Kind of weird, right? Roughly attributed to Stephen King, but paraphrased slightly.

Today I broke out a harp music book in front of my kid for the first time since I started reading books to him. It’s been a while since I played from a music book, I’m not gonna lie. Since he’s been born, I’ve been busy with reading guitar and ukulele chords/tabs because they’re way easier, and also a lot of fun. (By the way, for those that aren’t in the “harp club”, harp music looks almost the same as piano music. There’s a treble clef and a bass clef with “golf club” notes on a 5-lined staff.) I’ve never been particularly gifted at reading music, because I generally prefer learning tunes by ear. Continue reading “Teaching Toddlers Music”→

I liked Billy Joels song “Shades of Greay” when I was little. Like, age 8. I had great taste in music, what can I say? Back then I just liked it for its groove, but these days… wow. It has quite another meaning that I relate to only too well.

So of course, a most exciting thing happened right away in 2007–I was headed to Ireland! I remember being pretty scared about going, but my brother chimed in with words of encouragement: “I’m jealous like a motherfucker that you get to live in the motherland.” Continue reading “2007 – Age 22”→

True Falsehoods

If you came here looking for well-written, well-thought out posts, you’re in the wrong place. I’m just an average person looking for a place to publish my random, sometimes half-baked and disjointed musings.